로그인DANTEDark streaks. What the fuck is that? I moved toward it and at first I thought it was oil because the ground was filthy enough for it, but the closer I got, the more the color changed under the fading light. Too dark in some places. Brown-red in others.Blood… dried up ones. “Rafael,” I called.Both of them came over.Enzo crouched beside me and stared at the streaks. “Well,” he said softly. “That’s charming.”The trail disappeared beneath what looked like a concrete slab shoved awkwardly over part of the ground and it wasn’t enough to hide it well, but it was enough to make it look accidental.Rafael crouched too, brushing debris aside. “There’s a seam here.”We all saw the hatch at once, concrete set into the ground with a metal ring handle nearly buried beneath dust and rubble.Enzo stared at it. “Tell me that’s not where I think it goes.”I wrapped my fingers around the ring and pulled but the hatch didn’t budge.Rafael moved in without a word and grabbed the other side. Tog
DANTEThe air in the room changed and it was subtle at first, but I felt it all the way down to my bones.I went still and for one heartbeat I just looked at him, making sure I had heard him correctly then I smiled.This asshole always wants what belongs to me. It wasn’t a nice smile. “Oh? Since when did she become yours?”Angelo leaned back like this was entertaining. “Since the moment I saw her with you, I decided she was mine.”I'm not even surprised. I stared at him. Maybe another man would have shouted, maybe another man would have lunged across the room and wrapped both hands around Angelo’s throat but I knew my brother too well for that.Angelo liked reactions, he liked knowing he had crawled beneath someone’s skin deep enough to hit bone and if I gave him rage too quickly, he would enjoy it, so I smiled even wider.“Your delusions must be paradise,” I said quietly, “for you to stay in them this long and still refuse to wake up.”His eyes flashed.I leaned forward, forearms res
DANTEI left this house when I was eighteen and I never spent another night here again… not once.Not after the locks on the doors, not after my father decided that a son was just another thing he owned and Angelo decided cruelty was a talent worth sharpening. Even when the old man tried forcing me back, even when he had men drag me into this place and lock me in my room like I was still a child he could break, I always found a way out through a window, a service door or a guard stupid enough to underestimate how badly I wanted to leave.I always got out and after the last time I escaped, I swore I would never come back.Yet there I was, driving through the black iron gates like I hadn’t once promised myself I’d rather bleed out on the pavement than step foot in this place again.The mansion stood ahead of me in all its polished ugliness, too grand, too clean and too full of memories I would have gladly set on fire. The lights from the front windows glowed warm against the evening sky
DANTE“Why would Angelo help Rick?”Because Angelo would help anyone if it hurt me enough. Because the man had spent years treating my life like a board game and everyone in it like pieces he could move around. Because June had become important to me, and Angelo always found a way to sink his hands into the things I cared about.“I don’t know how long they’ve been working together,” I admitted. “But I know Angelo. This has his fingerprints all over it.”June sank down at the edge of the bed as if her knees had stopped holding. I crouched in front of her and took both her hands in mine.“Look at me.” She did. “We’re still going to get Rick.”“But how?” She asked, and I heard the fear beneath it. “If the evidence is gone, how are you going to prove anything?”“Because whoever cleaned it up moved too fast.” I blurted, the idea just settling in my head. Her brows pulled together.I leaned in slightly. “When people panic, they make mistakes. Demolishing the building this quickly means some
DANTEBy the time I ended the call with Enzo, the yacht suddenly felt too quiet, a few minutes ago, June had been curled against me, warm and soft and half asleep, her hair spread over my chest while the ocean rocked us gently. I had been thinking about dragging her back under me the second the sun came up, about kissing her awake and keeping her in bed until noon, about pretending the rest of the world didn’t exist for one more day.Now all I could hear was Enzo’s voice in my ear, the warehouse is gone.’Not raided, not emptied, just up and gone.I stared into the darkness beyond the bedroom windows, jaw tight enough to crack a tooth. The yacht swayed beneath us, the water outside black and endless, but all I could see was that building, the restraints on the table and the surgical equipment. The place where I found her drugged and tied down like an animal waiting to be cut open.My hand slid over June’s back automatically, palm flattening between her shoulder blades as if touching h
DANTENobody else on the planet would call me at this hour unless someone was dead, dying, or stupid enough to deserve it.I carefully shifted out from under June, making sure not to wake her, and grabbed the phone before it rang again. She made a soft sound in her sleep and turned into the pillow, still dead to the world. Lucky her.I stepped out of the bedroom and shut the door quietly behind me before answering.“This had better be worth it.” I gritted, keeping my voice as low as I possibly could in order not to wake June, or worse have her hear what we were talking about.Enzo didn’t waste time. “Sorry boss. I have bad news.”The irritation in me sharpened instantly making my heart skip a beat. “Go on.”I heard him heave a breath before dropping the bomb. “The police were talking.”I leaned against the wall outside the suite, gaze sliding toward the black water beyond the windows. “And?”“And there’s no evidence of the warehouse at all.”My jaw tightened. As well as my fingers aro
JUNEMy face was bruised by the time the van came to a stop. It had driven into a building, somewhere dark and dirty by the smell of it.But not just that, the air smelled like rotten flesh, my nose scrunched at the first whiff.Where was this place?I turned to Rick as he slid off his seat and got
JUNEEveryone stared at me. Eyes judged me like they knew who I was. They marked me a thief even before I could defend myself. Their eyes went from gawking to straight judgement. I didn’t rush to defend myself. But Beth, Rick’s mother saw it as a chance to fire the flames she had ignited.“Yes, sh
JUNEI should have sensed that something was off the second I felt goosebumps all over my skin. You know the type you feel when you’re being watched? Yeah, that very one.But Maya was with me, and we were mostly in an open space. That was why I never bothered with the feeling.“I like this color on
DANTEPure undiluted fury boiled in my veins. How could I have been so stupid to give myself away like that?I was not one to be reckless, leave that to Enzo. But me? Never. Not since I learned the art of risk management. But with her, this woman all common sense seemed to leave my body. I clenche







